My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram

My Beloved Wife Mr. Pram
C'mon Dating



Freya looked up and glared at her husband in annoyance. Now Lisa and Pak Bayu are misunderstood because of Old Uncle who somehow turned into this pervert.


Nothing comes near like that, looking down and whispering like that .. and still not willing to step aside even though Lisa and Pak Bayu have long since left.


Freya pushed Pramudya's chest with all her might, but it seemed that her pair of small palms had no effect on her husband's field chest.


“Ending.” Freya hissed from between her gritted teeth.


Pramudya put on a helpless expression and complained, “I have not asked for payment for having accompanied you all night, you instead hit me and told me to step aside.”


Freya. Don't-don't Mr. Pram did take part in alcoholic drinks last night. Why is he acting so strange this morning? Her husband had never spoken such spoiled words, let alone put on such a parched face like this.


Or maybe someone has traded her husband for an alien?


Looking at the flabbergasted Freya and looking at her with a pair of dazed round eyes, Pramudya increasingly wanted to tease her.


Oh, thanks to Bayu who has accompanied her in several "counseling” sessions, also forced her to watch romantic cut scenes in the romantic drama that is on the phone.


Although he felt a little disgusted when he saw the male lead seduce and persuade his lover, but now he felt that now the tricks were a little useful.


He looked down and spoke right in front of Freya's face, “Why is my wife so cruel? Last night who picked me up and didn't want me to leave? Where did that naughty and spoiled girl go?”


Freya was too shocked to give a reaction.


Who is that spoiled and naughty girl?


This is too scary.


How to get away from this old man who suddenly lost his personality?


Lord, please give me back her old husband. The man in front of her was more frightening than her stiff husband and could not be joked with.


Despite wanting to disappear from the face of the earth, Freya still ventured to open her mouth and asked, “Kamu ... You why so strange like this?”


Just talk should stick together like this. They can even smell each other's bodies. She was very sure, if Mr. Pram lowered his head a little more, then her husband would definitely be able to hear her irregular heartbeat.


“Freya .. You made me this weird ...” Pramudya muttered in a low and hoarse voice.


Throughout the night the girl rambled and clung like a koala child on her body, telling her hidden secrets and calling her name affectionately.


“It ... I'm just drunk .. You don't put it in your heart. Whatever I say, it's all not true.” Freya denied in a very slow voice.


Damnit. He cursed in the heart. He himself almost did not believe his words just now, how could he possibly convince Mr Pram?


“Really?” pramudya asked, raising his eyebrows. His lips are like smiling. A playful smile and looking like he was flirting.


Freya swallowed with great difficulty. With this kind of appearance, her husband looked completely different to a cold, handsome man and kept a distance with everyone.


Men like this ..it's very easy to make people fall in love with him.


“Pram ...” Freya's lips muttered involuntarily. He was breathing very slowly and carefully. Their distance is too close.


“Hm.”


“You get out of the way first. I can't breathe.” Freya's voice almost sounded like a very slow whisper, but because her face was only inches from the tip of Pramudya's nose, her husband could still hear her speech very clearly.


Pramudya laughed until his face looked up.


Stay away?


Obviously impossible.


After all his feelings became clearer. After all the secrets are revealed. All the spoiled calls that made his heart tremble. It was already impossible to get away from this girl's life.


After his laughter subsided, he held his wife's chin up and looked up.


Their faces face.


Pramudya locked his gaze in his wife's pair of clear eyes and said, “Freya, I've been dying to kiss you since last night. Not because of Grandpa, not because I have to pretend, but I want to wait for you to wake up before doing it.”


“A ... what?” Freya's eyes are breaking. It's not misheard, ‘kan?


“You said I could kiss you if I really wanted to, not because of Grandpa or because I had to pretend. Now I want it.”


After saying that sentence, Pramudya lowered his head without hesitation and devoured the splattered pink lips before him. He's been holding back since last night. Can't hold it much longer.


It's sweet and cold, like it's a sweet popsicle. Lick and persuade him to retaliate.


The man's eyes closed. His tongue was wandering everywhere. Moist and wet, with a blend of fresh mint flavor.


This ....


Freya closed her eyes. His hand hanging stiffly slowly lifted and pressed down on Pramudya's waist. He needed a grip before his body collapsed due to this deadly attack.


Freya's reaction made Pramudya growl. He bit and took a strong sip on the corner of his wife's lips.


God fucking.


Why didn't anyone tell him that kissing could actually feel so good?


Freya complaining. He wanted to keep his face away and scold Pramudya, but the man pressed his neck. Her husband's tongue snuck through the slit of her lips and tightly coiled her tongue.


Freya trembled a little. It was like he had just been hit by an electric current. She bristled and goosebumps, tightening her hands around her husband's waist so as not to lose balance.


Head's dizzy. This kiss is too intense. He could hardly hold it any longer, but Pramudya still did not seem to stop, continuing to plunder his lips and tongue arbitrarily.


Hot air evaporated from their bodies.


Dots of sweat began to gather on Freya's forehead and tip of her nose. His chest almost exploded from holding his breath for too long.


When Freya was almost out of breath, Pramudya finally put her face away. His breathing is heavy and fast. Her hair is a little messy. But that appearance actually makes it look more sexy and charming. Unknowingly Freya licked her lips.


Pramudya raised his eyebrows. “You're teasing me?”


Freya's dumbfounded. He hasn't even gotten angry about the sudden kiss, and is now accused of flirting?


He opened his mouth and wanted to scold Pramudya, but in the end was unable to say anything.


“You .... earlier ... it ... just now ....” Freya stammered, losing the ability to string sentences properly and correctly. When he looked at those black and shiny pair of eyes, his brain suddenly could not work together.


Freya has not never kissed Yoga, but not this kind of kiss. In addition to holding hands, Yoga once kissed her on the cheeks and forehead. The kiss just now .. is too exciting. Just remembering it already made him feel his cheeks back heating up and his heart again beating uncontrollably.


Pramudya. A very wide and charming smile. He raised his hand and rubbed the red and swollen lips with a feeling of satisfaction.


“Freya, let's date.”


Whahuh?


Freya looked up and gaped.


What did Mr Pram just say?


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